A life carried forward in memory.
Bear Bear, you have benn the squeaky wheel since we met. From destroying the fence in the Shreveport boarding kennel, to chewing up the upholstery in the Pilots for Paws plane, before finally biting your mother in law on the ankle when she stepped on you...
And yet, you were kind. Loved Scarlett Rebecca's children, endured countless, endless groomings (woolies are a nightmare in rescue). For years, we've been friends...
Bear Bear went to the Bridge wrapped in love. I estimate his age at about 12.
Original ARSF tribute
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